To Look Away Poem by Madrason .

This cyst of denial
is filled with stress
from lack of tenderness
no hope, no glory, only pain
and that bulb which needs to drain
lets the stench of loveless life
with snot and slime and worms crawl out
before this volcanic sprout
fountains acids, stones and fire
shouting out from lost desire
killing all within his fall
no one listened to his call
flaring anger, strain and hate
left un-nurtured...theft is faith
the painful country desolate! M